Page 29 of Like Fathers, Like Son
“They’ll never find the burned out shell of your car, Anneka. There’s no trace of you now. You simply disappeared into thin air. Anyone who looks for you will eventually have to accept that you’re gone forever.”
Tears rolled down her cheeks then, beautiful tears of pure distress.
“This is real, isn’t it? This isn’t some joke, or some spur of the moment thing.”
I sat on the bed, fighting my irritation as she scooted further away from me, narrowly avoiding putting her foot in the vomit beside her. Honestly, it was stinking, but this conversation was too important to put off.
“I’ve been planning this for years, Anneka. I’ve been looking forward to the day that you’d be mine, and I’d have you somewhere where nobody could ever disturb us or interrupt us. You could say that taking you is my life’s work. It’s not, but it’s the most important thing I’ve ever done.”
“You’re delusional if you think I’m not going to find a way out of here, Blaze. You think you’re smart, but I’m smarter.”
It was so cute how she thought she could outthink me. How she thought this wouldn’t go exactly as I’d planned.
I reached up to unlatch the cuffs from the bedframe, and Anneka flinched back in a panic in the same instant.
“Please!”
I grinned down at her, really enjoying the sight of her helpless beneath me, even as afraid as she was. In fact, her fear was clearly adding to my own excitement, because my cock was rock hard trapped inside my jeans, and I might have made sure I pressed her down with my weight as I unclipped the cuffs.
“Move off the bed when I do, Anneka, but don’t try anything, because I’m definitely going to be impossible to escape.”
She sucked in a gasp, which sounded more like a sob, and nodded frantically as I moved. She obeyed, moving up off the bed as I dragged her cuffed hands with me. I latched them again to the side of the bedframe, and guided her down onto her knees beside the bed.
“Wait there.”
Her eyes were wide as she watched me leave the room, dragging the soiled bedding with me as I went.
When I returned, she was still watching me from her position on her knees, and Jesus, all I wanted was to free my cock and drive it in between those pouty lips of hers. I could. I mean, I could do anything I wanted to her, couldn’t I? She was mine now. Our life together had begun at last.
I rapidly remade the bed, tucking every corner neatly and sharply, until it looked perfect. I approached Anneka again, stopping in front of her, my groin level with her face, although she tilted her face up, rather than looking directly at my dick straining against my jeans.
“Thank you,” she whispered, and I quirked a grin down at her.
“I like you down there on your knees, being so sweet, Anneka. How thankful are you right now?”
She blinked several times and then frowned deeply.
“Are you seriously suggesting-”
“Not ‘suggesting’ anything. I asked a question, Anneka. I thought you were so smart that you’d pick up on that. Didn’t you tell me you’re smarter than me?”
It felt like the perfect moment to finally give in to that urge, the one that had burned within me since the day I first set eyes on her.
I reached down, and lightly stroked my fingers through her flame coloured hair. It was silken, shiny, and perfect, just like I knew it would be.
“See, is that really so bad? All you had to do was say yes, Anneka. Why couldn’t you just have said yes?”
18
Anneka
Mysituationwasprettydire, and I had no idea how to get out of it. I was handcuffed to a bed frame, and on my knees in front of Blaze, who was finally touching my hair like the little perv had always wanted.
Not that he was such alittleperv anymore. He was tall, so tall, and his shoulders were broad, his arms firm and strong, and that part of him that I was eye level with? Yeah, that part looked big too. How was this Blaze? How had that creepy little kid from my childhood, my nightmares, grown up into this stunning man who was just as twisted as the kid had been?
“Please,” I hated speaking to him, particularly hated it sounding like I was begging, but I didn’t like him touching me at all, and the soft groans he made as he stroked his fingers through my hair, over and over, were really freaking me out. His fingers tightened in my hair, and I gasped at the pinch against my scalp.
“All I’m doing is caressing you, Anneka. Why do you have to make this such a big deal?”
